Fill the frame… with all your humanity,no more holding backno more crouching down

We’ve waited for years,inside the sack of pain or shame,the womb of struggle and faith,the vagina of “It’s about time”

Show up manly soulemerge,raise your self to the full heightof grandeur man.

You have arrived, undiminished,palms open,exuding splendor, majestyand the humility to see itin all who cross your vision.

You radiate wealth, gusto, effervescencefull pockets bursting with goodiesyou enter our space and throw a mitzvahmake it a party

you reek love, you sly menschyou drip possibility,you embody trustyou surround each moment with a giant L’chiamand echoes of “To Life!” reverberate into every resonant heart

Yea! Mr. Menschas you breath vitality into companies, marriages,families, and friendsyou are such good companycompanion,slide over and ooze into me,walk with metalk to me of heaven,speak to me of joy

you flavor our yearning with the warm spiceof your exuberant presenceyou nourish our minds with a buoyant knowinga knowing that reaches into the First Source and Menschwho has charged you to deliver his ubiquitous menschnessinto every corner of time,to impassionate every true desire.to open up mensch stands all across the world,advertising the menschoodgiving out your mensch brochures—each warm, intoxicating smile that surges through your love

You are a mirrorfor my latent, true, rich, abundant malenesshow gracious you are…you make room inside you for my womanyou model exquisite intimacy,the male and female at home in ustwo hands clasped in gratitude2 palms facing the worldready to receive,eager to give

what a present you are, you menschnessfriend to the earth,com padre to the little, the bereft…those who long for their menschness,though they know not what it meansor how to sound it in their person

A long standing grace has made it possible for you to appear now,to take stage on planet earthas you walk across the sand, the dirt, the highway,you make it sing…

songs spring forth from your footstepssongs of Elohim and Adonai of Allah and Krishna,of Buddha, Christ and Mother-Son.

As you step fully into this space,we greet you with a bountiful “Good Yontif!”good Shabas!each moment suffused with Shabat,the time to rest in God,in the revelation of how menschy we all can be…when we discard denial,step naked as a child from the shower of purificationinto the full open embrace of our innocence

There you are, you hunk of mensch,luxuriating in self delightforgiving of the past,trusting of the futurebonded to this sacred instantwhere your face beams assuranceto our waiting, eager, plaintiff adolescent souls

Bring life to the words,“Bawruch ataw adonoi elohaynu melech hawolawm…“Blessed art thou, Oh Eternal, Our God, King of the Universe…”Father of all mensches.for all are full bodied total beings in your sight,and that’s what makes you Daddy Mensch

So, what is a mensch?A man who walks securely in every living moment,with full confidencethat every beat of his heartand each breath of his soulis a gift to lifeand everyone he touches is a gift to himself.